Hide And Seek - Nonpoint

Forearms can’t cover up lies in hiding

Counting makes the only sound

While I wait for hours to be found

So much for making up rules while we’re playing

Who cares about the rules anyway?

They’re for mindless fools and child’s play (play)

This time (this time)

Yeah, this time (this time)

It’s my turn, it’s not your turn

Counting helps the hiding

But what I seek, I’m not finding

Ready or not, ready or not

Counting helps the hiding

But what I seek, I’m not finding

Ready or not, ready or not

Why should it make sense?

Why are you so un-spontaneous?

And why does your way

Sound the same as yesterday?

So I’ll shift and bite again

Draw a mark on your skin

That turns you the color pink

What exactly will they think of you?

This time (this time)

Yeah, this time (this time)

It’s my turn, it’s not your turn

Counting helps the hiding

But what I seek, I’m not finding

Ready or not, ready or not

Counting helps the hiding

But what I seek, I’m not finding

Ready or…

Why are you jealous?

Overbearing, overzealous

What for?

What for?

Is it the lost memory

Of all those games you played with me?

All those games you played with me

All those games you played on me

All those games you played on me, on me

Counting helps the hiding

But what I seek, I’m not finding

Ready or not, ready or not

Counting helps the hiding

But what I seek, I’m not finding

Ready or not, ready or not

Counting helps the hiding

But what I seek, I’m not finding

Ready or not, ready or not

Counting helps the hiding

But what I seek, I’m not finding

Ready or not, ready or not

Ready or not, ready or not